starting with some late-february shots




some building in asmalimescit having this interesting triangle elevator





somebody please tell me what the fuck is pinarda



heading our way to the museum, we bumped into meric and burcu


visited koudelka



our guide takes us to cihangir



cigdem claims she acted in sehnaz tango. I don’t remember, actually


too many encounters for a sunday. waiting for the subway, we bumped into an old classmate, alper, on the single off day of his military service


an ordinary scene from grandma’s kitchen, bakirkoy. I kinda like it


back to sisli



sisli bus station can be an interesting place at night


having dealed with this fucking angina boosted with 10 injections, I finally found some energy to make it to sirkeci


and loaded some fresh rolls of tri-x (this one pushed to 1000 developed in hc-110, 13 minutes at 20°C with a strange dilution of 1:45 as my tank is too small to develop two rolls at the same time with 1:63)


then we decided to celebrate the last injection with a railway journey to ankara



and headed our way to haydarpasa railway station




we made it directly to the dining car. all 1/8th f2 on the shaking train



conductor lacking his hat


to whom this may concern, the coat belongs to Bilge


the dining car was all the way full right after the train time. time to share table with foreigners



traveling 450km in 9 hours can be a pain in the ass


arrived in home


looks like we have a family gathering going on



look who’s there


this time we have the jungle book on the tray


sack time







he was preparing the guestbook, for the exhibition opening




arranging the artworks at the gallery







the point is that I missed the opening since it was on monday, turning the climax of this entry into a disaster.

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